Episode Ten -- Kerosene Mouth Wash and Hydroeletric Dildos

My wife said this: "I have this weird thing where I can't absorb information about Al Pacino."

I said this: "Keith Richards cures cancer -- I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, and it's a gas, gas, gas."

Depression is rage turned inward. I learned that from The Sopranos, and apparently it's all over the internet. Of course the same basic idea is found in Nietzsche.

Shampoo commercials exist to mock the balding, but deodorant commercials seem to have no real impact on the smelly.

Going bald is like getting hate mail from God.

Getting cancer is like getting an eviction notice from the planet.

Having a baby is much more fear than any handful of dust could ever hold.

It seems silly to write anything at all now that the line "shave off my pubes and punch me in the face" already exists.